Chapter 372 Lisa: Ava's Camp

LISA

After miles of walking, the sun is pretty high in the sky.

I'm too exhausted to shove back layers to take a peek at my watch, plus I really don't want to know what time it is. If it's too early, I'll know we're still ages from seeing Ava. If it's too late, I'll be even more exhausted knowing how long we've been trudging through the snow.

Better to just keep going as my lungs burn and my whole body aches. I really thought I was ready for this, but I'm not in as good of shape as I'd thought.

Kellan's doubtful stare when I asked to come along is really making sense.

"Don't worry." Mira's friendly voice tells me she's back. Sometimes she roams ahead, helping break trail. "We aren't far now."

Thank. Fucking. God.

Mira points at a thin line of grey against the pale winter sky. "See that smoke? That's their camp."

My shoulders sag with relief as I stare at the back of Kellan's head. His broad shoulders haven't slowed once during our trek, and here I am ready to collapse. "Have I slowed you all down?"

"Not at all." Mira's smile warms her words. "We don't always scout in wolf form, you know."

"Why not?" It hadn't occurred to me that they would do that, but now that she's mentioned it—well, why wouldn't they? "Wouldn't it be easier?"

when we're shifted. We don't make a habit of staying in wolf

"Different how?"

becomes

at Kellan's back. His steady stride hasn't faltered once during

the deep snow, and my breath comes in harsh pants that crystallize in

The promise of warmth and food urges me forward those last few

snow as she

me with the force of a furry semi,

to shield my face from her assault. "Your

arms, hauling me back to my feet. Snow clings to my clothes, but I don't care as I stumble forward to wrap

are you doing all the way out here?"

back, noting the rosy flush in her cheeks. She looks better than

once Vanessa shoves this meal down my throat, I've

heads bent together as they discuss whatever important wolf business demands their attention. We're

I heard you caught a

just going

laughs and loops her arm through mine,

bundles, barely sparing us a glance as we enter

Most tents I've ever seen camping are small. Not the kind

bad, but

the movement—I'll definitely feel this trek tomorrow. But it was worth it. Good to know what these

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